I was at Expo 67 for a week, with 66 other Cape Breton teenagers. Our trip, by train, was made possible by fundraising by three different churches and ourselves. We slept on a church basement floor, were given a bologna sandwich every morning, dropped off at the gounds in the morning and retrieved at 8:00 pm every day. We had a phenomenal good time, although most of us nearly starved because we only had a little money and wanted souvenirs and rides and other fun stuff. On the train back, my uncle, one of the two adults along, made himself forever memorable with gratitude: he bought a barbecued whole chicken for each of us.

I particularly remember the Australian pavilion, practically lined with sheepskin, had these wonderful spacey 'egg' chairs, which told you about Australia when you sat in them. I remember the 360 degree movie, too, and the weird smelling (why, I don't know - undercured fibreglass?) biology exhibit where you walked through representations of blood and nerves.